Light doesn't pass through our bedroom window very easily, so mom made the most of what I had hanging on my wall to gently lift my curtain......

An old part of Grandpa's plow.

For years this tool broke hard, dry dirt and surely lightened the load for Grandpa.

If the tool could talk we'd probably hear stories of heat and rocks and other painful things it faced as it dove into the Oklahoma soil of Grandpa's farm.

Today it has a gentler purpose -

Helping light pass through my window.........

Helping brighten up my bedroom. If the tool could talk as it simply pulls back my curtain, we may hear stories of air-conditioning and simply "hanging around," and maybe, just maybe, we would sense that the tool doesn't feel like its purpose is quite so noble.........

But to me, the precious sight of Grandpa's plow hanging on my wall combined with the sweetness of how it allows light to peek through my window give me more than enough reason to whisper, "Thank you."

When I think of this tool possibly feeling anything but useful, I think of me and you and how so many times we feel this way too.

It is so important to remember that in life we will sometimes be called to tough seasons in life......

with pain that just about breaks us.

While other times our load is a bit easier, maybe even comfortable and air-conditioned.

Remember God uses both kinds of seasons if we allow Him too.

My prayer tonight is that no matter what season of life you are facing, you will allow God to use you.

II Timothy 4:2

Preach the Word; be prepared in season and out of season; correct, rebuke and encourage-with great patience and careful instruction.

Eccl. 3:1

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:

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In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog.
Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world.
When Nick went Home in November of 2008, I found myself unable to stop writing. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain.
Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again.
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